Dark Lover Bequeath Last Freedom Kiss

upon our feet back our knees
we all fell before patient death
death praying preying slaying

daggers are pieces of broken mirror
reflections pierce sudden insistence
silver bowel broken spilt life waters

death greeting kiss upon neck lips
vein life pulse throb fade dissipate
sweet dew inhaled blood red roses

angel of death old friend come embrace dance
fast form cloak mask horizons transformations
kiss this life soul smiles laughter dances slips

poem by Terence George CraddockReport problemRelated quotes
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